"James, what do you mean by this?! I already said I wouldn't interfere in matters outside. Give this old man some face for this mission alone."
Long Zhen, seemingly angered into humiliation, floated into the sky the next moment. His voice, amplified by magic, rang throughout the entire area.
At the very front of the group, the twenty-meter-tall Armored Giant stood atop a massive boulder, looking like a building. Thick steam blasted from his nostrils as he said in a muffled voice,
"Heh, I already tried to persuade you, but you refused to listen. Since you won't give me face, why should I give you face?"
"Now I'll give you one more choice. Leave Beiyang's people behind and leave. We'll let bygones be bygones. Otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless!"
As he spoke, the armor around him began to take on a metallic sheen. Spikes of bone burst from his spine and shoulders, making him look particularly ferocious.
A faint layer of Black Flame gradually covered his body, while his eyes turned completely crimson.
Clearly, he had tailored a unique enhancement technique specifically for his Titan form. As the vice commander of Wings of Freedom's Giant Legion, his capabilities were there for all to see.
A savage aura like that of a primordial beast bore down on them. The assorted small fry in Richest Under Heaven's group all revealed terrified expressions.
Most of them hoped the two leaders would make the wise decision and abandon Beiyang's people.
We're just ordinary partners. There's no need to take on this kind of trouble for Beiyang's people!
Only Stone and Archer wore rather subtle expressions, their eyes holding an inexplicable trace of pity and a sigh.
What a sin...
After James released that beast-like aura, the four Titans at his sides